[There is something about her reaction, something he can't quite a finger on just yet, that makes him want to ask questions. Something about the slight hint of sadness in her expression, the relief in her face... Memories had been a talking point for them, before, he knows that much. What else he knows of her past is lacking, but he's not sure just yet how to ask. Maybe, in time, he'll figure it out.

For now, he remains crouched near the edge of the water, thoughtfully cupping his chin in one hand as they speak.]

I don't think you could be nothing. Or rather...I'm sure I'm not the only one here you've made an impact on.

[The details are still working themselves out, but-- that much he remembers with certainty. There are many people that he remembers, both close and distant. Naminé, he counts in the former category. Whatever her history with memories or being forgotten --being nothing at all, as she words it-- there is no denying that being here seems to afford the dreamers a different way of life.

His own state notwithstanding, he can't help a faint smile at her words and tone.]

Very adventurous. [He means that honestly, in spite of the smile. He certainly hasn't been up for that particular adventure...not right now, at least.

His expression changes as she points out the obvious; he lifts his head once again, holding his arm out a little bit, quiet and thoughtful. You're not quite the way I remember you...hm. Perhaps not. It's been some time, after all.]

No-- that's new. A lot has happened. It's a very clever trick, though.

[As if to prove the point, he uses the same ability to lift the package of cookies just a few inches off of the ground, nodding toward them.] ...Was that you, as well?